Rebirth of Fantasy God

Before, someone among the survivors called out the saint's name, but the saint did not appear. After cursing a few words, the man was struck into ashes by thunder. This made Zhou Xingzu have a bad guess about the attitude of the saint of the human race in the outside world towards the human race in the secret realm, but he still couldn't help asking at this time.

After all, in the ancient times, only the human race had a saint. Even if that saint really disliked the people of the secret realm, they were all human beings and had the same ancestors. It should be difficult to distinguish them from the outside. The people of the secret realm could rely on the power of the saint of the human race to bully others.

Although the human race has been divided into two branches, it now seems that the two branches are not harmonious internally, but the other races in the prehistoric world should not know this. Why would the giant python monster have the courage to attack the "human race"? Zhou Xingzu knew that if he wanted to survive in the prehistoric world, he must figure this out.

The survivor shook his head and said, "I don't know either. The giant python appeared too suddenly and swallowed the other nine members of the team in one gulp. If I hadn't seen the branches of the tree shaking out of the corner of my eye, I would have rolled to the side without thinking and survived."

What Zhou Xingzu didn't know was that since their ancestors chose to enter the secret realm to avoid the first catastrophe in the prehistoric world, they and the human race who remained in the prehistoric world had become completely different inside, and only had the same appearance.

The survivors themselves cannot perceive this difference. When humans and the survivors stand together, they cannot tell any difference between the two sides. However, the creatures of the prehistoric world can easily distinguish the two. As a saint, Wang Yan also knows that the survivors are different from humans. This is why Wang Yan rejected Luo Ying and reintegrated the survivors into the human system in the previous high-level meeting of the Heavenly Dynasty.

With the demon race, the natural enemy of the "human race" at its birth, by his side, Zhou Xingzu became more and more uneasy. The saints' lack of response and the demon race's unscrupulous attacks made him clearly realize that with the power of their lineage alone, the "human race" could not escape the fate of becoming the demon race's food.

Zhou Xingzu thought of Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones whom he met when he just returned to the primitive world from the secret realm. According to records, the human race has a very deep connection with Nuwa and Taishang Laojun.

In the myth, the human race was created by Nuwa molding clay. The human race now appeared earlier than Nuwa, but the "human race" returned to the primitive world from the secret realm and was led back by Nuwa. The two sides still have a new relationship.

However, the origin of the secret realm human race and Taishang Laojun has not changed. No matter in the mythological stories or now, Taishang Laojun has established the Human Religion among the "human race" to carry out education. After Taishang Laojun received the secret realm human race, he also created the Human Religion and passed down more advanced cultivation methods.

However, Zhou Xingzu remembered that when he brought his people back to the prehistoric world from the secret realm, he had requested the two of them, and bluntly said that the "human race" would return to the prehistoric world. After all, the prehistoric world was full of crises. So Zhou Xingzu asked Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones if they could stay for a while longer until they had enough self-protection power before leaving.

Looking at Zhou Xingzu’s current distress, you can tell what the outcome of his request will be.

After completing their tasks, Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones used the human race in the secret realm to obtain the merits set for them by the Heavenly Dao. Then they turned around and left without hesitation, without any concern about whether these survivors could gain a foothold in the wilderness.

After all, in the eyes of Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones, the human race with Wang Yan is the real human race, and the "human race" that returned from these secret realms are just tools for them to gain merit. Since these tools have provided them with merit, it also means that these tools have no use value at this moment, and they don’t care whether the tools will be damaged later.

Seeing that the innate creatures of the ancient times were unreliable and that the natural enemy, the demon race, was eyeing them covetously, Zhou Xingzu could only place his bets on another human race with the same bloodline.

While Zhou Xingzu was still thinking about how to contact the human race in the prehistoric world, the giant python demon, who had eaten the nine remnants and experienced the tremendous help the remnants provided to his cultivation, resisted the temptation to continue using the remnants to quickly improve his own cultivation in order to prevent the human race from being discovered by other demon tribes. He led the big peng bird away from the direction of the remnants' stronghold, and then quietly returned, appearing again at the place where it had eaten the nine remnants without stopping.

The giant python raised its big head and looked in the direction of the survivors' stronghold. It could no longer suppress the desire that had accumulated in its heart for the past few days, and quietly and quickly approached the gathering place of the survivors. Its huge body shuttled through the dense forest, startling countless flying birds.

In the remnant stronghold, Zhou Xingzu saw that he could not get any other information related to the prehistoric world from the survivors, so he got up and left. After returning to the office, he immediately summoned the senior remnant leaders who came with the first group of remnants.

The top management of the survivors consists of thirteen people, including one leader, two deputy leaders, and ten speakers.

Although there are only tens of thousands of survivors in the prehistoric world, trillions of survivors are still in the secret realm, gradually moving to the prehistoric world. At this moment in the stronghold, there are twelve of the most powerful people among the thirteen survivors, and only one deputy leader remains in the secret realm. Because the migration of the survivors in the secret realm still requires someone to be in charge, the deputy leader can only stay in the secret realm.

Because of Zhou Xingzu's call, the other eleven high-ranking survivors in the stronghold all put down their work and came to the office where Zhou Xingzu worked.

There was a huge conference table in Zhou Xingzu's office. After all the participants arrived, Zhou Xingzu told them all the information.

After a moment of silence in the office, Zhou Xingzu coughed lightly and said to the others in the room with a serious face: "Everyone has heard what I just said, the environment we are facing now is several times more dangerous than what we deduced in the secret realm. There are dangers everywhere outside the stronghold. If we don't come up with a way to deal with it in advance, then when the monsters appear, it will be a disaster for us. If you have any good ideas, you can speak freely."

After Zhou Xingzu finished speaking, his eyes looked at the ten speakers and the deputy leader sitting below one by one. However, after Zhou Xingzu had looked around, none of the eleven people below spoke.

Zhou Xingzu did not give the other eleven high-ranking survivors too much time to think. He directly called them out by name. After meeting the survivors and coming out of the room, he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if it was his sixth sense giving him a warning.

Zhou Xingzu: "Lao Zhuo, besides me, you are the most senior here, tell me your ideas first."